Qualified lover

The room was too dry, even though there was a row of green plants by the window, Jin Qin's lips were still cracked.

After he had licked and bitten, the chapped seams became actual wounds.Feeling "excited" by the bloody sting, he frowned, and finally let go of his poor lips temporarily.

His monthly routine psychological intervention is said to be a special service that 80% of the people in this prison do not need.Combined with the various crimes these people carried when they came in, it is quite thought-provoking.

Jin Qin was thinking about this at this moment.He hasn't had any direct communication with any inmates yet, but people keep writing letters, signed not with their real names, but with names such as "Dry Rose", "May Late Cherry Blossom", and "December Snow Tree".

He took all these letters to make a paper airplane, and then threw them out through the small vent of his own door, hoping to have the effect of humiliating the other party.

"Doctor Mu," Jin Qin said, "Isn't it a way to relieve psychological pressure by giving yourself some very silly romantic names?"

Mu Zhang bowed his head to take notes. Hearing what he said, he pursed his lips and said with a smile in his tone, "If I say yes, will you give it a try?"

Jin Qin shook his head, leaned comfortably on the low sofa, and kept his eyes on the snow-covered peaks outside the window: "I think it's more effective to take the medicine on time. These wild prescriptions are not suitable for me."

This is the 15th time that Jinqin No. met Muzhang. He was always reluctant to let his state relax too much, and always maintained a tense, reserved subtle relaxation.

He moved his foot, and the slippers that Mu Zhang forced to put on touched the long-haired carpet, making an annoying rubbing sound. He immediately raised his foot and put it down again, frowning: "I don't like wearing this kind of cotton. Slippers, don't like long-haired carpets, dangerous."

"why?"

"It always gives me a feeling that I can't wash it clean, and..." Jin Qin thought for a while, and tried to organize his words, "When you put your feet in the slippers, or put your hands into the carpet, you will Know what you're about to encounter? Some shards of glass, a tuft of hair, or an apple core? You can't guess, so you just get hurt."

"And," he realized he had used another "and," somewhat annoyed, "and you were murdered by slippers and a plush rug, which is unbelievable."

Mu Zhang listened carefully all the time, her black hair was tied into a small flower at the back of her head, and only a few strands of hair fell down on her temples.

When she's not smiling, her overly clean jawline and sharp facial features seem ready to kill at any moment.However, she quickly smiled, and the smile melted away the tenderness on the woman's face. She said, "Why do you feel ashamed to be tricked by slippers and long-haired carpets?"

"Because I'm Jin Qin." Jin Qin said slowly, "I'm a genius in Luocheng District, I should be able to think of these things."

"You're asking too much of yourself."

"Not very accurate." Jin Qin pointed to the ground, "Since I got here, I have lowered my requirements very low. low level."

"What is the reason that makes you want to raise your own requirements again?"

"Well... I don't know what to tell you."

"If you can't say it, please don't lie."

lie?Jin Qin shook his head firmly: "I won't do such a thing."

"I need to keep myself from getting too easy, my brain..." He nodded his head, "It's very precious, and before the precious things fade away, anyone will want to keep it."

"You mentioned to me that Ouhe is also a kind of precious to you."

Jin Qin showed a regretful expression, and quickly said: "Dr. Mu, I also told you that there are many emotions in this world that are more complicated than regret and love. If you want to ask me if you don't regret it later, then I will The answer remains the same - I have never felt an ounce of guilt or remorse for murdering Ouga."

"Yes, I know."

"He's not something precious to be held back, and never will be."

Since the prison exchanged TV adjustments for Jin Qin's labor, Jin Qin began to lose flesh.

A Bing, the big spoon in the cafeteria, thought about it for several weeks, changed several menus, and even did the most despicable thing he did—starting to supplement Jinqin’s nutrition in grams, but all ended in failure.

Today he saw Jin Qin coming out of the psychological room. The former chief scientist was so thin that the prison uniform had to be changed twice. He leaned against the window and shouted: "001!"

Hearing A Bing calling himself, Jin Qin still walked a few more steps before his dull brain reacted.He stopped, took a few steps back, tilted his head to look at A Bing: "Is dinner ready?"

"No, I just want to ask you why you can't get fat from eating."

"Because I've been very busy recently." Jin Qin said, "As long as I start to be busy, even if the three meals are as usual and the nutrition exceeds the standard, I will still lose weight."

"You're already in jail, what can you do?"

"Busy to lose weight."

After making a joke, Jin Qin squeezed the sleeves of his prison uniform a little, and walked back to his room along the corridor.

After closing the door, closing the curtains, and turning on the night light by the bed, he nestled comfortably in the quilt, put on his glasses, and stared at the TV screen seriously.

No one could tell what he was up to, and the prison officials didn't dare to speculate on Jin Qin with his own IQ. They could only use the simplest method of restricting permissions to ensure that he would not use the remote control, TV screen, and low-level permissions to mess with him. What a mess.

Closed-circuit television faithfully recorded Jin Qin's state in real time.Not long after he stared at the TV, he narrowed his eyes, frowned, pursed his lips, and his facial features were linked together, vividly drawing a picture of anger.

The prison guards pinched their watches and counted down for one minute, when Jin Qin rang the call bell.

Before the prison guard in charge picked up the phone, he patted his face, took a breath, and imitated what Jin Qin was going to say as coldly as possible: "Help me Yue Muzhang."

Hearing laughter on the other end of the phone, Jin Qin took off his glasses: "Let me hear you imitating me one more time, and I will send an army of millions of machines to pull out your tongue and make it the bottom of the prickly pear."

The prison guard hurriedly coughed: "Dr. Mu has not been free for the past two days, when do you think it is suitable?"

"Did I say I want to see Mu Zhang? The remote control is broken, change it."

"Did I say I would take you?" Aohe drove the car, his eyes slipped to N99 from time to time, imprinting a mark of disgust, and then looked at the road, "Drag the oil bottle."

N99 is debugging the navigation. The Rika base they had been stationed in before belonged to Luocheng District. In theory, there should be several mature routes from Rika to Luocheng, but now there is none.He was a little unconvinced: "I can at least give you a little trouble here. Who will help you if you are alone?"

"I'm alone, I'll do it by myself, no one else will help me."

"The tone is really loud." N99 kept zooming in on the map, and found a thin line leading to the currently shrinking border of Luocheng District. He clicked on this thin line, "It seems that we found a village road, try walk around."

N99 still doesn't quite understand what happened between Aohe and Jinqin.Although he has such a personality, he can still keep his mouth shut when necessary about things that shouldn't be asked.

After helping Aohe to set the route, he put down the seat with peace of mind, and started to do his own thing with the terminal in his arms.

When sneaking into the target city, Ouhe parked his car in an abandoned parking lot on the side of the road.

It's an abandoned parking lot, but it still looks better than the unmanned parking lot near my home.Maybe there are too many people who choose to enter Luocheng District from here, and there are many well-equipped scooters parked here.

N99 trotted to the wall of the parking lot like visiting a car show, and paced all the way over, sucking teeth: "Our car is really not up to par here."

"Why do you want grades?" Aohe buckled the trunk, "Are you entering the country with me?"

"Come on, I have something to do in Tancheng."

"It's your murder plan again."

N99's killing plan is like a three-meal-a-day plan. He can always bring it up several times from morning to night, but after seven times, he can't remember who he wants to kill, and only remembers it vaguely. That person is tanking.

Hearing Aohe's slightly mocking statement, he rubbed his chin and smiled: "I think of more things."

"You have to climb a mountain before entering the country. You have time to tell me."

"Until I'm sure, I'd better not tell you." N99 muttered something in a low voice, and said in a strange way, "You have a very big spectrum now, and you always bully me. You start using language as a weapon after you say a few words. You You are really good at talking, if you are not good at talking and you need to use force to assist, how can we such a small waste of the N series beat you."

"Who is mocking whom now? Who is bullying me while no one is around?"

"Look, that's the tone." N99 flapped his hands meanly, and leaned over to sniff Aohe's head, "Your way of speaking is more and more like Jin Qin, neither yin nor yang, giving people Put on a big hat, avoid the serious and take the light!"

Hearing this, Aohe smiled sincerely, and lifted his backpack up a bit: "Jin Qin is not a good person."

"Look! I'm clearly scolding you! When you do this, it's like I'm scolding someone behind their backs."

"You scolded too much."

"Calf-protecting thing!" N99 walked sideways, snapping his fingers hastily to settle accounts with Aohe, "One, did he kill you? Two, did he kill you without any remorse? What he said has spread! Three, he killed you, no matter how cheap your life is, it is still a life, but the military department also helped him fool, saying that your self-destruct program ran to completion before he killed you, In the end, he got a light sentence! I won’t say more, lest you say I scolded Jin Qin again!”

"Yes." Ouhe said lightly, "So what?"

"I now reasonably suspect that you are not a good person. If someone treats me like this, I..."

"Even if you check the grid seven times, you still want to jump around and kill someone, even if you can't remember who this person is at all."

N99 was really angry. He walked forward for more than 200 meters with his head turned away, tripped over a tree branch lying on the ground, and lost his temper in a very shameless way: "You are not such a person. You are not angry, it can only show that you are in this situation." There is also the image of a villain in the matter, I think it is miserable, it is still Jin Qin, there is Fang Xiu, a big pervert, and you, a little pervert."

"Why am I so young?"

"Ha!" N99 pointed at Aohe and jumped back, "I knew it! You admit that you are a pervert!"

"Yeah, I like killing people in dark corners without witnesses the most. The border line is better. Anyway, it's already chaotic. No one will know what kind of N-type trash died for hundreds of years."

N99 finally stopped talking.Aohe coughed a few times, unbuttoned a few buttons, and the suffocation that had been coming up since the mention of Jinqin just now dissipated a little.

He still has the authority that Jin Qin left for him. At the last moment, people like Jin Qin did not take away the authority, which is very telling. For example, Jin Qin may love him, for example, Jin Qin may be really crazy. The last sanity is gone.

Thinking of this, the feeling of suffocation came back a little bit, Aohe hurriedly buttoned it again, feeling that he was really miserable, it was the first time he fell in love with someone, and he was killed by this person once, not to mention, when it came time, he wanted to speculate on love , I have to think of it from the fact that I was not revoked when I was dying.

He coughed again, and connected his access signal with Jin Qin's authority.

With a rough throat, Jin Qin couldn't help coughing hard.

This movement of his frightened the girl who was getting the needle. Just as she was determined to get the needle in, she raised her hand again.

Jin Qin is not a good person, he sighed impatiently, and the burr feeling in his throat added a little more: "Can't you change?"

The girl might be in need of this kind of negative stimulation, she glared at Jin Qin, and quickly inserted the needle.

The cool liquid quickly flowed down the transparent tube. Jin Qin raised his hand and asked the prison guard to put a hand warmer on him: "Bring me my remote control and TV."

"001, if you don't take supplements, you will be broken by a gust of wind before the remote control comes."

Everyone said that Jin Qin was frighteningly thin, but he didn't think so. Hearing what the prison guard said, he immediately made a movement to pull out the needle.

This thing is really daring. The last time he did this, the blood flowed tens of centimeters on the spot. The prison guard clasped his fists and said, "I'll do it right away."

"Help me Yue Muzhang again."

"You have seen Dr. Mu three times this week. She is very expensive, and the prison budget is not enough."

Jin Qin put his hand over the needle again.

The prison guard stopped talking, looked at him, stomped his feet on the spot, and cursed as he ran, "I think you're out of your mind. Others see you better. You're just like a boat. If you're good for two days and bad for two days, you're going to lose your mind." Burn our money you! Sooner or later you will be transferred to a mental hospital!"

Jin Qin didn't care: "You'd better be there at the first time and put me in the coffin directly. I might really thank you."